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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bunch of worn, old furniture is scattered around a dusty, abandoned parlour room, like... it's early morning and sunlight's streaming in through grimy windows, casting a warm glow over everything. Uh, the air's thick with dust and smells of old varnish, and a few wisps of cobwebs are clinging to the chandeliers. A lone, leather armchair is somehow slowly rearranging its own upholstery, threads weaving in and out of each other in a complex pattern, and the sound of a clock ticking echoes from a nearby grandfather clock that's somehow missing its face.